Faced with such a warm invitation.
Even with a paralyzed face, there was a momentary blank expression.
"It's a bit embarrassing to say, do you know king? The one who is very handsome in playing games. We have two male leads, and he is also one of the male leads." Young Master Jin talked about his script story, it can be said that It's eloquent.
One of the protagonists? Mo Bei was calm, but he was asking in his heart, did he know about this
On the other hand, Feiying, who was listening all the time, sprayed and coughed continuously.
Mo Bei glanced at him.
Feiying signaled her with his eyes, don't forget your character design as soon as you hear the name of the young master of the Feng family.
Mo Bei looked away, and only threw four words to Young Master Jin: "Not interested."
Young Master Jin was unyielding: "Think about it again, our Jin family is not short of money, if we need resources and resources, I can definitely support you, I..."
"Cousin." The tattooed man next to him tugged Young Master Jin, and reminded him behind him, "You are here to vent your anger on me."
Young Master Jin temporarily remembered which side he belonged to, immediately changed his expression, and said to Mo Bei: "As for my brother's injury, what are you going to do privately? This is the first time someone dares to come and smash the place in our shop. If you agree to come and film for me, this account will be written off."
When Mo Bei heard this, his eyes seemed to see something, and he suddenly tilted his head and smiled.
I don't know if it's because of the half-tied blond hair, or because of the corners of the mouth that suddenly turned back.
It always gives people a kind of unruly arrogance.
She tilted her hand and signaled the secretary to give her the wallet.
The secretary wanted to curry favor with this prodigal son, so of course he handed it over immediately.
Mo Bei opened it, took out the banknotes, and spilled all the banknotes on the table, with a dignified and arrogant profile: "Is it enough?"
The lead dancer next to her was blown away by this move A.
However, the young man stopped her waist as soon as he changed hands. There was no smell of alcohol in his nose, but a nice body fragrance: "I will take her away."
The scream was stronger than before.
The lead dancer's face turned red for a rare occasion. You must know that she is usually known for her sexiness.
The tattooed man's face was a little blue, and he wanted to do it again, but he was afraid that he would not be able to beat that little boy.
The most important thing is the look in the lead dancer's eyes, saying, you dare to touch him again.
Not to mention his cousin, who was the only one who could uphold justice, was lowering his head and not knowing what he was writing.
The tattooed man didn't want to say anything anymore.
Seeing the prodigal son get up, the secretary immediately followed.
Of course, there are Flying Eagle and Tingfeng.
In fact, these two people didn't understand, even if Bey was acting, how could he really take people out of the nightclub.
What is this for
Soon, they understood.
Because after entering the hotel.
Mo Bei lifted his collar and said into the Bluetooth headset: "Someone was photographing me in the nightclub just now."
"Someone? Who?" At this time, any wind and grass would affect this action, so Tingfeng's baby face became serious after hearing the news.
Mo Bei turned on the faucet: "It's not like people in China."
"So what are you going to do tonight? Will you be suspected if you come out?" Tingfeng whistled: "I'm afraid that young lady will be disappointed."
Mo Bei stood up straight: "Find something, ask the secretary to arrange for me to go out now."
"Then we can only stimulate them with profits." Tingfeng looked at Feiying.
Feiying immediately switched accounts and sent a message.
After the secretary received it, she really thought it was urgent and reported it to the higher authorities.
Only one reply was received: "Let him pass immediately."
The secretary thought that this prodigal son would only waste his money if he stayed in the country.
Just throw it away like that, at least three or four thousand.
He should indeed be sent out immediately.
Without delay, the secretary hung up the phone and walked towards the hotel suite.
On the other side, the lead dancer was still waiting for the boy to come out of the bathroom, with anticipation on her face.
Mo Bei did indeed come out, his body covered in moisture, making his eyes look deeper.
The lead dancer was just about to walk over.
The doorbell rang.
Who the hell is here to disturb them at this time.
Mo Bei was not surprised, especially after seeing the secretary standing outside the door, his slender figure leaned against the door frame, with his hands in his trouser pockets: "What's the matter?"
"The chairman knows about the nightclub just now." The secretary-general sighed: "He hasn't slept until now, let me arrange for you to go there immediately to familiarize yourself with the environment over there."
Mo Bei turned sideways: "What should she do?"
The secretary leaned closer: "Master, now is not the time to pick up girls. The chairman managed to get people in the company to accept you. You have to make some achievements."
Mo Bei looked at him, his tattooed face was always a little arrogant.
The secretary just wanted to persuade again.
"Wait a minute." Mo Bei's voice was light, and he turned around and walked up to the lead dancer, leaning slightly, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me to come back and make an appointment."
He picked up the white thin coat that was thrown there and put it on.
The lead dancer's heart is about to explode.
The secretary also breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really worried that this prodigal son would fall into the gentle village without caring about anything.
It seems that he still knows the severity.
Little did he know that just beside Mo Bei's ear, Tingfeng's voice sounded: "How is it? It's done."
Mo Bei adjusted his collar.
Tingfeng smiled: "I started earlier than expected, bey, sometimes you are really suitable to be a prodigal."
Young Master Jin also felt that way.
The tattooed man doesn't know how to pick up money, but he is different.
Our little young master Jin was still sitting there and counting. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the action of the handsome guy just now was too appetizing to him. Is it the play you were talking about?"
At this time, Feng Nai had already left the base and returned to the airport. There was something in the company that required him to go overseas to deal with it.
The plane is about to take off, and I receive such a message.
Feng Nai wasn't interested in returning, so he simply pressed it off.
Stupid Jinzi: "Brother Nai, I know you haven't slept yet, listen to me, I've found someone who goes well with you."
Feng Nai frowned, just about to blacken.
Stupid Jinzi: "Speaking of which, I feel that he looks a bit like Brother Nan, but his temperament is a bit different."
Feng Nai stopped suddenly, and even the air around him became a little quiet.
Young Master Jin regretted it after he finished speaking.
After all, he knows best how Brother Nai got here in the past half a year or so.
In the beginning, I would drink until I was not sober at nightclubs.
The next day, I can still go to the company or participate in training.
The whole person's face was very pale, but his eyes were deep and cold.
Few people question his managerial ability anymore.
Even Grandpa Feng has gradually recognized that he can handle the company's affairs while playing games.
But behind these brilliance is his loneliness...
(end of this chapter)